Cosma Empire

If someone told you that half of every dollar you make is someone else's, and that person just got the job for you, would you be willing to continue to give him the benefit?

At first it may be because of gratitude, but after a long time it will make people feel disgusted or even hated.

Gratitude is like food, which has a very short shelf life. When it starts to deteriorate, conflicts arise and escalate.

In fact, there are many such phenomena in society, and it is impossible to say who is right and who is wrong, because everyone is selfish, whether he admits it or not.

Even the gods have lambs they "love", let alone human beings who can't even be called holy?

Why do I have to pay you a licensing fee for working so hard to make money?

Just because I learned something so simple?

In fact, these companies all have such an idea. They have a certain social foundation and a high social status, and the wealth they have earned is enough to make them tough.

There is a saying that is very true. When you have a conflict with someone while holding a knife in your hand, the devil in your heart will be released.

The same is true for money, the only difference between it and a knife is that the person holding the knife may directly kill some people, while money can hire these people holding the knife.

The five companies that promised to pay the licensing fee are still going through the process, and Merlin may not know that the process is a very magical thing in the mouth of capitalists.

Sometimes the process only needs a phone call and a time for signing, but sometimes, it may take a long time to complete the process, and it may not even be possible to wait.

Du Lin asked him not to take care of these things for the time being, and these things will be handed over to other people.

Immediately afterwards, someone called Du Lin, the representative of the new agency.

Those agents in the past became the top figures in various regions because they gained market share. They were rich and had status. Now they started to participate in politics at the request of Du Lin. They either became councilors or mayors, so there was new batch of agents.

Most of these new agents are family members, heirs, or brothers and sisters from the previous batch. Du Lin knew about it but didn't express any opinions. After all, fate is not so fair sometimes.

Ideals cannot control reality, but together ideals and interests can control reality.

The problems of these people are actually the same as what happened to Merlin. Originally, in the agreement between Durin and those wine merchants, their products must go out through Durin's channel.

In addition to taking a license fee from them, Du Lin also charged a part of the channel fee, and at the same time delineated the scope of their production and sales.

This is not just for profit, but to formulate rules to safeguard everyone's interests.

If these people are allowed to sell goods on their own and compete for the market, everyone will lose their jobs in the end. Only orderly and reasonable healthy competition can bring benefits to this industry.

But things have changed now. The goods of those people are no longer provided to the agents, and they do not enter the channels and shopping malls of the agents. This means that they have cut off a source of income for Du Lin, as well as a considerable part of the income of the agents.

After these agents communicated in private,

Decided to tell Du Lin about this matter, and waited for him to solve it.

Just as the phone was put down, it rang again quickly. Du Lin spent the whole day dealing with these messy things, and the chain reaction in all aspects was too violent, beyond his imagination.

In the evening, Du Lin sat in the room and tidied his hair. In the dark night, his back was facing the window, and the silver-white moonlight shone in from the window, making him more closely integrated with the darkness.

After calmly smoking a cigarette, he picked up the phone.

Angemola Medical Supplies Company is holding an internal reception at this time. The company's chairman, Mr. Angemola, attended the reception in person and invited some popular stars to set off the festive atmosphere.

This month, the company's turnover has nearly tripled compared to the same period last year. The huge growth mainly comes from two aspects.

The first aspect is that society is developing rapidly, and everyone has money in their pockets. In the past, a glass of wine worth five yuan was enough to keep most alcoholics out.

But now a glass of fifty cents can turn a non-drinker into an alcoholic!

As the weather gradually turned cold, the hot sales of alcoholic beverages in various places led to a substantial increase in the company's turnover, but it was not enough to achieve such a large increase in the comparison of the same period. This is the second reason.

Edible beverage alcohol is still a new thing in foreign countries. It can not only disinfect some open wounds, but also can be blended into beverages. This magical product has attracted the ideas of many foreign businessmen.

Alcohol has become an important role in export commodities, and a large number of orders appear every month. If it is not to ensure that the domestic market is not lost, Mr. Angmora intends to do his best to export.

Not only can the export business earn more money, but the country also has a tax rebate policy, which makes his profit margins bigger.

Under such a premise, it would be even better if Dühring and his patents could be forgotten.

Of course, it is also very wonderful now. Through some channels, Mr. Angmora learned that Durin is now in great trouble, which is enough to destroy his troubles.

So he was not so anxious to hand over the money to the new company. If Du Lin was really finished, he would not need to pay the money at all.

Mr. Angemola, who came back from a trance, and his female companion walked towards the stage of the venue amidst the support of the surrounding subordinates. He had to say a few words, and the warm atmosphere in the venue at this time made him a little excited.

He patted the microphone, and the venue suddenly fell silent. All eyes were on him. He smiled, paused for a few seconds to clear his mind, and cheered with open arms, "Ladies and gentlemen, A turnover of 4.71 million, one month!"

"I would like to thank each of you for everything you have done for the company. If there is no accident, from this moment on, we will hold such a carnival every month in the future!"

He turned around and took out a stack of ten-dollar banknotes from the box prepared behind him, and threw them towards the crowd, "Cheer for victory!!"

The banknotes swirling in the air, the strong smell of alcohol in the air, the indulgent hormones and emotions ran wild in this reception.

Everyone is crazy!

Mr. Angmora stood on the stage and looked at these people, laughing loudly, a voice deep in his heart kept repeating a sentence-this is my empire!

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